After rebirth, my wealthy ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me

Seeing that the two children were getting along well, Mother Gu waved her hand and asked the servants to take the other children out, and she also left quietly.

She was supposed to go on a business trip today, but her son kept pestering her and she couldn't get away, so she came up with an idea and picked out a few little kids and let her son choose one as a playmate.

in the room.

"Brother, what's your name?" asked the little glutinous rice dumpling in a baby voice.

Gu Yanchi stared blankly at Gu's mother's back as she left, and immediately guessed the reason why the little glutinous rice dumpling came. Anger suddenly surged in his heart.

He wanted to chase his mother back, but his feet seemed to be nailed down and he couldn't move.

What good is it to get him back? His mother will find other ways to get rid of him!

His eyes glanced at his feet, and he tilted his head back, staring at his soft, chubby little glutinous rice ball. His initial love turned into resentment at this moment, and he transferred all his resentment towards his mother to the innocent little girl.

Children are so unreasonable. The young Gu Yanchi felt that if this little glutinous rice ball hadn’t come, his mother would have stayed with him today instead of leaving quietly as if she had thrown away something!

"elder brother?"

The little glutinous rice dumpling waited obediently for the boy's response, her watery eyes rolling around, more delicate and cute than a doll, and she had no idea that she would face something terrible next.

Gu Yanchi's face was gloomy. He took out a big, round red orange from the fruit bowl on the table and threw it over.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was startled and failed to catch the red orange that was half the size of her face. The red orange hit her knee and rolled on the ground.

"elder brother?!"

She screamed in pain and staggered back two steps. Her eyes, which had been filled with joy, instantly turned red, revealing obvious fear.

"Who is your brother?" Gu Yanchi roared, looking coldly at the frightened glutinous rice dumpling, pointing at Hong Cheng who rolled to the corner, and commanded: "Go, pick up Hong Cheng and put him on your head, I want to play darts."

The little glutinous rice dumpling had red eyes and was trying to hold back the tears that were accumulating in his eye sockets. His childish voice was filled with tears and grievance.

"I want my mother, I want to go home..."

Dad said that I should play with my brother and not make him angry.

Mom said that her brother was very gentle and would be good to her.

But why did my brother say something different from my mother?

Why is her brother so mean to her?

The little glutinous rice dumpling couldn't figure it out. He just wanted his mother and wanted to go home.

"Your mother doesn't want you anymore, she gave you to me, and you can never go home!" Gu Yanchi said angrily, "You are the puppy my mother gave me!"

"You're talking nonsense, I want to go home!" The little glutinous rice dumpling didn't even call her brother. She turned around and ran to the door, trying to push it open to go out. However, the door was already closed. She was short and couldn't reach the door handle even if she stood on tiptoe.

"Go home?" Gu Yanchi sneered, "This is your home, and I am your master!"

He picked up another red orange, walked forward, roughly grabbed the little glutinous rice dumpling's arm, pressed her against the wall, and placed the red orange on top of her head.

Without letting anyone argue, he said, "I want to play darts. You'd better not move. If you get hurt, don't blame me!"

The little glutinous rice dumpling was frightened by the boy's violence and turned pale. She shrank into the corner and dared not move. Tears rolled silently from the corners of her eyes, wetting her tender face.

Gu Yanchi ignored the tears on the little glutinous rice dumpling's face and picked up the sharp dart and threw it at him.

The little glutinous rice dumpling was so scared that she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, the dart had already pierced the red and orange on top of her head.

The orange scent overflowed and a few drops of orange juice splashed, staining her clean hair.